All right, Lost is oficially over. I loved the last chapter, and I kept crying every ten minutes or so. Every time a couple was reunited and remembered their time on the island, I shed a couple of tears (or a little more than that).
I still have some questions. I don't understand well all this double lives stuff, and have my doubts about the Dharma - Others - Jacob and Smokey business.
Anyway, this ending got me thinking that the important thing is the journey, or the things we do every day with the people we care about, and not so much about who ends up with whom.
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